GUINAN: NOT NOW MADELINE!
WORF: NOT NOW MADELINE!
GOWRON: NOT NOW MADELINE!
DATA: NOT NOW MAD..oups Captain.
TNG Caption This! #364: Finally's Part 3
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GUINAN: NOT NOW MADELINE!
WORF: NOT NOW MADELINE!
GOWRON: NOT NOW MADELINE!
DATA: NOT NOW MAD..oups Captain.
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Where will you be when diarrhea strikes?
Where will you be when diarrhea strikes?
Where will you be when diarrhea strikes?
Where will you be when diarrhea strikes?
Where will you be when diarrhea strikes?
B'Etor: Madge, why did you decide to become a warrior?
Lursa: Oh, the usual reasons: romance, adventure, money, thirst for power. When I see your hands, I wish I were an EMH.
B'Etor: Ritual killing, Madge.
Lursa: Ever try Picard ritual killing captain? Roughs your hands while you do the ritual killing.
B'Etor: Pretty bald.
Lursa: You're soaking in it.
B'Etor: The blood?
Lursa: Picard.
B'Etor: Death to softness!
Lursa: Q'Pla!
Perhaps today is not a good day to push all the buttons on the elevator.
Thoroughly embarrassed, that was the last day Worf ever signed on to chatroulette.
Picard learned then and there that if you plan on sneaking up on people do not do it if you had a high fiber breakfast that morning.
How about a nice close shave
Teach your whiskers to behave
Lots of lather lots of soap
Please hold still don't be a dope
Now we're ready for the scraping
There's no use to try escaping
Yell & scream & rant & rave
It's no use you need a shave
Ooh ouch ouch oh ouch oh oh ouch
There, you're nice and clean
Although your face looks like it might have gone through a machine
Data: "Talking about you! Not to you!"
Worf: Racht...Rokeg blood pie...Taknok gizzard...in grapok sauce?
Gowron: Bah! Bregit lung and warnog! You've lost your touch for Klingon Turboshaft Jeopardy.
Worf: We shall see. Here comes Ensign Crusher - I challenge you to sudden death.
Gowron: It is a good day to die!
B'ETOR:...and I see we will screw your precious Enterprise with an old Bird-of-Prey.
PICARD: The funniest thing I've heard for long!
B'Etor: Will the House of Duras rule the Klingon Empire?
Picard: Answer unclear, ask again later.
B'ETOR: I seeee....dead follicles...
PICARD: Good job Fleet Captain Obvious, I'm now convinced that you're really the brain and not the Romulan' puppets.
B'ETOR: Will Harry Kim be promoted?
PICARD: Don't make me laugh.
B'ETOR: Will I be banged by a Flagship's Captain tonight?
PICARD: The Yridian Flagship's in the area, you should hail them.
B'ETOR: You do realize I'm going to charge you the full price, right?
Gowron: I will return to you your honour if you...
Worf: Help you become leader of the Klingon Empire?
Gowron: No! If you tell me of a decent cure for conjunctivitis!
Security Officer's Personal Log: The whole "Hand Worf his ass" thing has now reached really annoying proportions...
Worf: I hate repeats.
Picard: Mr. Data, I've decided to sack Worf for being a cry baby over his dead dad. Please select a new chief of security.
Picard: Meh. I've had better.
PICARD: Don't try to steal my brain.
B'ETOR: Brain and brain! What is brain?
PICARD: Don't try to steal my brain.
B'ETOR: Brain and brain! What is brain?
She has to stomp her foot!
B'etor's time alone with Captain Picard took a turn for the awkward when she realized Lursa had switched the cranial massage oil with super-glue.
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